After The One (The One Series Duet) Page 14

  He rose to his knees, but he kept his face close to mine, his lips were just out of reach. “I love when we make up,” he growled, placing his hand at the base of my throat.

  I bit down on my bottom lip in an effort to not smile. “I love the way you look at me.”

  He moved his hand slowly until it rested on my chest, above my left breast. “I love the way your heart beats faster when my hands are on you.”

  My back arched slightly and my core clenched in response to his words. “I love the way your hands feel on me.”

  I swallowed hard as his hands moved downward. Cupping my breast, his forefinger gently traced circles around my hardened nipple. “I love the way your body responds to my touch.”

  I looked down and saw the goosebumps covering my skin. He tweaked my nipple and a soft sigh escaped my lips. He took that opportunity to capture my mouth with his, devouring the sound of my pleasure.

  I was so hypnotized by the way his mouth teased me that I didn’t realize my tank top was being removed until our lips parted for Julian to pull it over my head. Once it was off, he tilted me backward, lowering my head onto a pillow. He settled himself between my legs before putting his hands on my shoulders and sliding his fingers down my body. My breathing became labored as he played with the waistband of my shorts.

  With him positioned where he was, my line of sight lowered to the tent he was making in his shorts. Desire swept through my body and my hips rolled instinctually.

  He’s such a tease.

  “I love and hate that you tease me when you know how badly I want you,” I breathed, another involuntary shiver coursing through me.

  My eyes lingered on his hardness for a second longer before taking in the way his abs tightened with each movement. His chest expanded and his muscular arms flexed as he lifted my legs and pulled my shorts off of me.

  I lay naked before him and he eyed me hungrily. His tongue moved from one side of his mouth to the other. I slithered against the sheets under his gaze.

  “Please,” I mouthed to him.

  The soundless plea seemed to be exactly what he was waiting for as his grey eyes burned into my brown ones. Slowly a smirk appeared on his lips. He ducked his head and trailed kisses from one hip bone to the other. “I love to hear you beg. Now close your eyes.”

  I moaned as he kissed a slow, sexy path past my belly button and between my breasts. He took his time as he kissed my collarbone and my neck. The slow, tortuous process forced contented sighs out of me.

  Balancing his body above me, he finally kissed me. Teasingly exploring my mouth, he used the hand that wasn’t propping him up to travel down my body. He started at the base of my neck and moved through the valley between my heavy breasts. I thought he’d bypass them completely, but his fingers paused at my ribcage before massaging their way over each nipple.

  My nipples were so hard they hurt. I knew what I needed to sooth the pain, but I didn’t want him to stop kissing me. I reached up and grabbed his head. My body rolled against his. I didn’t want him to rush, but I wanted him inside me. His teasing had me ready.

  So ready.

  I felt him smile against my lips. He kissed his way over to my ear. “I know what you want,” Julian breathed hotly against my ear.

  His hand skated across my belly and his fingers dragged down my smooth skin. He slid his finger along my slit, dipping into my wetness before toying with my clit.

  The noise that erupted out of me was primal, but it was muted when his mouth covered mine.

  He spread my wetness around and rubbed me rhythmically. It didn’t take long for my body to be on edge. I rolled my hips against his hand. He returned my eagerness by parting my lips and slipping his finger inside.

  I moaned into his mouth and the kiss became almost desperate. His tongue played with mine and I felt it everywhere. Something deep in my gut tightened. The buildup of my orgasm was fast and just when I thought I was going over the edge, he slowed down, calming my overheated body. He alternated between bringing me to the edge and just barely stoking the fire. I rolled my body to meet his hand as he moved in and out of me. His teasing had made me so wet and so ready for him that it drove me insane.

  “Do you hear how wet you are?” Julian growled as he pulled out of the kiss.

  I could feel his dick through his shorts as it pressed against my hip. I tried to grab it but he moved down my body.

  “Where are you going?” I hated how needy I sounded, but Julian brought it out of me. My eyes closed, focusing on the way he rubbed my g-spot.

  He didn’t say a word and then suddenly I felt his breath tickling my smooth skin as he settled between my legs. His fingers hooked upward and my hips lifted again.

  “Oh, yeah…that’s—oh shit!” I groaned as Julian’s mouth wrapped around my clit as he added a second finger inside of me. He swirled his tongue around and then sucked. I saw stars.

  My body stiffened as I let out a noise that was part gasp and part moan. “Julian.”

  The sensation of heat exploding from my core and coursing throughout my body consumed me. I’d been hanging on the brink of orgasm for so long that when it finally came, I felt it everywhere. I closed my eyes tightly, relishing in the feel of him. My heart was pounding in my chest and my eyes were still clamped shut.

  “Holy shit,” I panted as Julian kissed his way back up my body.

  He pressed his lips against mine. “You. Taste. So. Good.” He punctuated each word with a kiss.

  With our mouths connected and our tongues exploring, I sat up, rolling Julian onto his back. His hands were everywhere as my naked body slithered against him sexily. I wanted to tease him. I wanted to kiss all over his body and drive him crazy. I wanted to massage his body and worship him with my mouth, but after what he’d just done to me, my priority was to make him feel the same pleasure he’d just delivered to me.

  I climbed to my knees and sucked on his bottom lip while he helped me push his shorts down. As soon as his swollen dick popped free, however, I was immediately distracted.

  “I’ll be back,” I whispered against his mouth.

  “Where are you going?” He smirked as I wrapped my hand around his shaft. “I can’t hear you.”

  “I’m about to speak into the mic,” I deadpanned as I pulled his shorts all the way off.

  He snickered until I started stroking him. His gritty laugh ended in a sharp intake of air.

  I watched him watching me with lust-fueled interest. His eyes flickered down my body as I sat on my knees between his legs. While I had his undivided attention, I leaned down and licked the head of his cock before lifting off of it.

  The guttural groan that rumbled from deep inside of him turned me on. I teased him, enjoying the way his body twitched as my tongue flicked across the sensitive skin. Wrapping my hands around the base of his cock, I licked him like a lollipop and then smirked.

  “And you called me a tease,” Julian whispered as he reached out, grasping my hair.

  “I haven’t even started teasing you yet.”

  “What do you—shit,” Julian groaned, stretching the curse word out as I took him all the way to the back of my throat.

  I glanced up and if my mouth hadn’t been full, I would’ve smiled. His eyes were shut tight, his mouth hung open, and his abdominal muscles flexed.

  His grip tightened on my hair as I bobbed my head up and down the entire length of him slowly. When I pulled up, I ran my teeth gently over the head. Swirling my tongue around, I worked my way down his shaft little by little, taking my time, and then I slurped him up. I let his width stretch my mouth and throat as I strained to breathe. I waited until I heard that sexy rumble deep in his chest and then I started the entire process all over again.

  “Yes. Fuck, yes,” Julian moaned, guiding my head back down.

  The unapologetic need deep inside me spurred me on and caused me to increase my speed. Julian’s moans became rough and more insistent each time I suctioned my mouth and swallowed. His fingers tightened
their grip on my thick curls as he let out a string of expletives under his breath.

  “Zoe,” he hissed as my lips struggled to make it to the base of his shaft. A chill ran through me when I felt him shudder.

  His balls tightened in my hand and Julian let out another tortured grunt. Without warning, he tugged my hair at the root, forcing me off of his dick and onto my back.

  Before I had a chance to close my mouth, Julian’s thumb skated across my clit.

  Closing my eyes, I moaned loudly, rotating my hips. My heart raced.

  “Even if you think it makes you sound like the worst person in the world, you need to talk to me anyway. Do you understand?” Julian’s voice was soothing and sexy as if he were trying to control my mind the same way he was controlling my body. “Do you understand?”

  I tried to respond to him, but he slipped a finger inside me and my answer was compromised.

  “I couldn’t hear you.” His wet finger made contact with my clit again. “Let me hear you.”

  He rubbed me methodically. It was a slow, circular movement that always drove me crazy.

  “Yes,” I murmured dizzily.

  He lowered his voice as he added a second finger inside. “Listen to that,” he grunted. The soft, wet sound mixed with our panting breaths and my lurid moans. “Do you hear that, Zoe? Do you hear how fucking wet you are? Do you hear how bad you want my dick?”

  His words set something off inside of me and my hips lifted off of the bed. I cried out.

  “Yes,” I gasped.

  “Look at me.”

  I forced my eyes to open into little slits, but the sensations he was stirring up made it difficult to keep them open. My eyes raked his powerfully masculine body before honing in on his handsome face. Seeing the way he was devouring my body with his eyes as he ran his hand over his dick caused me to cry out for him.

  “Shit, just watching you might set me off.” Julian groaned as if he were in pain.

  Hearing his desire took my breath away.

  He licked his lips. “Tell me you understand that you need to talk to me no matter what.”

  I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. “I-I understand. I’m sorry.”

  “Good.” He hooked his fingers upward, causing my eyes to shut tight and my body to quiver.

  My arms slammed against the mattress and gripped the comforter in my fists. My orgasm was building to the point of no return. I was so keyed up, I was completely under his control. His fingers carried me to the brink of my second orgasm of the night before backing off.

  “Now can I apologize for walking out of the kitchen the way I did?” His whisper was strained as he took his fingers away from me.

  “Please.” The desperation in my voice was clear as my body still hummed with a wanton lust for his touch. I felt like I was on fire. My eyes fluttered open. “Please.”

  He spread my legs as wide as they’d go. I felt his hardness pressing against my soft wetness. “I’m sorry,” he moaned as he pushed the head of his dick into me.

  My eyes closed, my back arched, and my head jerked back, burrowing into the mattress. I didn’t recognize my own voice when the lustful whimper exploded from the depths of me.

  With only the tip of his dick inside of me, Julian leaned forward, caging my head with his strong arms. He dipped his head down and moved his soft lips over mine.

  I reached up, letting my fingers run over his hard body before tweaking his nipples. I grabbed his face and changed the tone of the kiss from reverent want to reckless need. As the kiss became sloppier, my patience wore thin. I rolled my hips upward, forcing another inch of his long, thick dick into me.

  Julian pulled out of the kiss, causing me to freeze. His grey eyes flashed as he hovered millimeters above me. His warm breath tickled my face as he breathed the words “I love you.”

  “I love you, too.”

  Julian sat up a little more, moving his hands from the bed to my neck. Between his closeness taking my breath away and the pressure of his hands, my chest started heaving with each gasp of air.

  “Don’t move.” He dragged his hands from my neck to the fleshiness of my breasts. He kneaded them and pinched my nipples. When I opened my legs wider and he slipped in an inch farther, his eyes shut tightly and his breathing became erratic. “Let me take care of you.”

  His hands slid down my torso and landed on my hip bones. Shifting his weight, the position of his hands made it impossible for me to move.

  “Please. I need you. Julian, please,” I begged, pinching my nipples and clenching around his dick.

  His eyes looked like they rolled into the back of his head as his fingers dug into my skin.

  “Please fill me up. Please… I need it. I need it, Julian.”

  “Fuck… Zoe. You know I can’t resist you when you do that.” His voice broke sexily as he inched his way in. “Fuck!”

  I opened my mouth and then closed it again. I couldn’t speak. I was completely stretched out and full. Once he was as far inside of me as he could possibly go, we both let out a euphoric sigh.

  “I love you,” he groaned faintly as he pulled himself all the way out of me.

  Before I could respond, he plunged back in with the same slow, measured movement that was building my release. I was so wet that each time he drove himself into me, he seemed to go deeper, harder. I knew he was taking his time on purpose. I could feel his restraint. He was torturing me with pleasure. It was the epitome of pleasure and pain.

  Every nerve ending on my body was awakened. His dick was stirring things within me physically while he uttered words that stirred my emotions.

  “You are beautiful.” Leaning forward, he caged my head with his arms and his nose brushed against mine. “Your hair…your skin…your lips…your eyes…your body…your heart…all of you. Every single part of you is so fucking beautiful.” He groaned as he pulled out and then buried himself in me again.

  From the look in his eyes and the way his racing heartbeat matched mine to the way he was making sure his dick massaged every single inch of me, I was reduced to a puddle of feelings.

  I felt loved. I felt wanted. I felt desired. I felt safe. I felt taken care of.

  “I love you. I love—oh!” I whimpered, clenching around him.

  I shuddered as the unexpected orgasm rippled through my body.

  I moaned into Julian’s mouth as the sensations of pleasure rolled my body into his. My heart thumped loudly in my chest and my skin tingled.

  “Oh God,” I cried out as the final aftershock flowed through me.

  I didn’t immediately understand how I still felt so turned on after that, but as the smoke cleared from my mind, I realized Julian was still hard and still inside me.

  Julian sat up, not letting his cock slip out of me. His voice was hoarse when he asked, “Do you know how sexy it is to watch you come apart like that?” He slid in and out of me gently, giving me an opportunity to regroup. “I didn’t see it coming until it was too late.”

  “I didn’t either,” I murmured, touching my tingling body. “That felt so good.”

  Julian increased his speed. “You like it when I make love to you?”

  My eyes closed as he slipped in and out of me. “Oh yeah.”

  “Look at me.”

  With each hoarse word, he was reigniting the fire in my core. I opened my eyes immediately.

  He increased his speed with each stroke. “You like it when I fuck you?”

  Moaning, I let his words skate across my body and absorb into my skin. Staring into his stormy grey eyes, I started working my hips harder. “Yes, yes… I,” I began, unable to get the rest of the words out as he thrust into me. “Oh God yes!”

  Using his thumb, he toyed with my aching clit as he continued to pound into my wetness. The sound echoed and mingled with the primal grunts that were coming from him. My eyes fluttered closed as each of my moans grew louder than the one before it.

  Julian’s knowledge of my body and what I liked was mind-blowing.
I was on edge and it wouldn’t take him very long to put me over my breaking point, but I wanted us to climax together.

  Rocking my hips, I reached up, pulling him forward. With his new angle, he was hitting a deeper spot and I almost came.

  He felt it too. “Oh shit,” he cursed under his breath as my body started moving faster.

  I grabbed his face and pulled his lips to mine. Our kisses were hot and chaotic as we continued letting our bodies collide.

  “Please don’t stop, Julian. Please don’t stop,” I begged, even though he showed no signs of stopping. My eyes closed and I dug my fingers into his back. “Holy shit.”

  Hearing his deep guttural moans spurred me on as I feverishly gyrated against him.

  “Let me feel it,” he growled. Hitting a spot deep inside me, I clenched tighter, causing him to groan loudly. “Fuck! Yes, that’s it. Give it to me, Zoe.”

  Each of his strokes was more intense and frenzied than the one before it. He was losing control and as much as I wanted to hold on, to wait for him, I didn’t think I could hold out much longer. Julian kept taking me to my threshold and I kept trying to fight it.

  “It’s mine. It’ll always be mine. Don’t try to keep it from me,” Julian uttered in a raspy whisper that went straight from my ear to my clit. “Give it to me, Zoe. Give me what’s mine. Let me feel it.”

  I exploded.

  “Oh God,” I panted as I pulsated and stiffened around his cock.

  Julian grunted my name and then a string of unintelligible words erupted from him as his body became rigid.

  We climaxed together.

  Kissing.

  Thrusting.

  Shaking.

  From the tremors that wrecked my body to the words that gave my heart palpitations, there was no question that I belonged to Julian Winters. And he belonged to me.

  Chapter 9

  “I couldn’t fit into my jeans when I woke up this morning so…”

  “The day I’m out of town would be the day you find your wedding dress and develop a baby bump,” Koko complained over the phone as I drove up the driveway.